I was heading for a bath and had dressing gown, towel and book in one hand and my mobile and a tissue in the other. For some reason I then put the tissue in my hand hand and chucked my mobile into the toilet.
(millisecond to register tissues shouldn't go SPLOOSH!)
I recovered it quick enough and luckily the toilet was clean at the time but my phone is soaked. I've dismantled it and am leaving it to dry overnight so am uncontactable via mobile atm. Hell, I may be uncontactable by mobile for a while if I'm unlucky! That'll be two phones in under ten days. Must be some sort of record!
Anyway it could be worse. I could have been caught f**king a goat and then forced into marrying it!
Sudan Man Forced To "Marry" Goat (BBC News Online; Friday 24th February 2006)
Actually just f**king a goat (regardless of being cuaght and it's aftereffects) would still be worse (in my books atleast) than chucking your phone down the lav!
In other news, the Gogol Bordello CD arrived on my doormat this morning. Not sure if that was a good move or not considering I got "Start Wearing Purple" stuck in my head for 48 hours earlier this week. Will have a listen and then decide on their live gig at The Astoria the night before I leave to Vegas....